Jack: If we're
lucky. One way or the other, whatever he stole could be a lead. So just play my
way and keep your mouth shut, please.

Craig: Are you
gonna remember to call Carly?

Jack: I'm not
calling Carly and bugging her about what she's doing when I'm gone, all right?
So, drop it.

Craig: I'm just
looking out for you, Jack. You remember how you neglected to tell her that her
sister might be missing? She was not a happy camper.

Jack: We talked
about that. It's not a big deal.

Craig: Look at
you. Okay. But what do you bet Paul Ryan makes the most of it while you're gone?

Paul: If we
caught the direct flight we could've been here hours ago.

Carly: I can't
believe its dark already. What do we have --? Like, two hours before the last
flight back to Chicago? What are we gonna do in two hours? How do we even begin
to look for Rosanna? You know, I should have told Jack exactly what I was doing.

Alison: This is
so you. I tell you that I've made the most important decision of my life and you
tell me that I'm drunk. I can't believe this.

Susan: Alison,
Alison. You smell like a liquor cabinet and you staggered in here like you need
new legs.

Alison: Okay,
but I finally figured out what I want to do with the rest of my life. Okay, so I
maybe -- teeny-weeny little bit to celebrate.

Susan: Oh, oh,
celebrating alone -- that's original.

Alison: I was
with Aaron.

Susan: Aaron?
Oh, this gets better and better. Where is Aaron?

Alison: How
should I know? I got this great idea, and so I thought, you know, I have to come
talk to you. So I got here as fast as I could.

Susan: You
didn't drive in this condition?!

Alison: No, no,
no, no! Mom, I'm not that irresponsible. Mom, can I have that money -- please?

Susan: I'll
tell you what you can have. You can have a nap. You're gonna come to my house,
you're gonna sleep this off, and you'd better hope that Kim Hughes doesn't
figure out that you're plastered.

Alison: Mom,
I'm changing my life. Isn't that more important than what Kim Hughes thinks?

Susan: Alison,
you're living in her house again, baby. Why make it more difficult for yourself
than it already is? Come on.

Alison: No,
Mom, I don't want to leave. I want to talk about my future. About the money that
you saved for me.

Susan: I'll
give you the money. I'll be happy to give you the money. Don't worry about the
money.

Alison: Oh,
great!

Susan: I'll
give it to you after you've applied to college, you get in, and you show me the
acceptance letter. Okay?

Alison: No,
Mom, that'll be too late!

Susan: I'm
sorry. Those are my conditions.

Alison: But I
have to have that money.

Susan: This
isn't not for college, is it?

Alison: I
really blew -- I just blew it this time, Mom. And it's not like before where it
was just my life that I was screwing up. I've ruined Chrisís entire future and I
didn't even mean to.

Paul: Lucy, I
thought we talked about this. And I thought I told you that I didn't think it
was a good idea for you to come with us.

Lucy: No, you
said no, and I didn't agree. Paul, I can help. I promise I won't get in the way.

Paul: Lucy, I
think that was a bad decision. We don't know what's going to happen here. This
could be dangerous.

Carly: Not to
mention that if Craig finds out, he's going to blow a gasket. He'll shoot Paul,
strangle me with his bare hands, and then ship you off to a convent for the rest
of your life.

Lucy: My
father's not going to find out. He's in New York.

Carly: And you
are in the next taxi back to the airport, Lucy.

Lucy: Paul --

Paul: I'm
sorry, Lucy, but I'm with Carly on this one. There's a flight to Chicago in less
than an hour.

Lucy: I loved
Rosanna, too, you know. She's my own mother, and you can't expect me to sit home
and wait for your call. We're supposed to be friends, Paul. Why are you treating
me like this?

Paul: We're
only going to be here a couple hours, and she's here already. Maybe it'd be
better if she stuck around, and then we all went back together.

Carly: Could I
have a word with you? Excuse us. A minute ago you were concerned about her
safety, and now after a few tears you want her to stay?

Paul: Yeah,
well, she'll be safe with us. And let's face it, at this point, we're only here
long enough to take a cursory look around.

Carly: Paul, if
Craig finds out that Lucy was came on this little mission with us, he's gonna
have our heads. Not only is he going to make sure that Barbara finds out that
we're cutting her out of B.R.O., but this time he's gonna make sure she believes
him.

Paul: Craig's
not gonna find out. He and Jack won't be back from New York
until at least tomorrow at the earliest.

Carly: I don't
like it. It's dangerous.

Paul: I'll take
care of Lucy.

Carly: Lucy is
what's dangerous. She has a crush on you, Paul. That makes her unpredictable,
which makes her a definite liability.

Paul: She's
just a kid, Carly.

Carly: A kid
with Lucinda Walshís take-no-prisoners DNA. Did you know that her mother
commandeered a small country? I wouldn't underestimate that kid if I were you.

Paul: I'll take
care of Lucy. Okay?

Carly: Fine.
It's your funeral. I would just rather not be buried with you.

Paul: Hey,
Carly and I talked about it -- we decided that you should stay.

Lucy: Thank
you, Paul. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

Paul: Okay.
Well, we should probably get started.

Carly: The
desk?

Paul: Right.
Hello. Hi, I -- Mr. Putney, right?

Putney: Yes,
how may I help you, sir?

Paul: I'm
looking for a friend of mine. Her name is Rosanna Cabot.

Putney: Ah, Ms.
Cabot. I know her very well.

Craig: Thank
you. That was the receptionist at B.R.O.

Jack: So?

Craig: So Mr.
Paul Ryan has taken the day off.

Jack: The man
works hard. More power to him.

Craig: You
think that's what he wants, Jack? And by the way, he didn't leave a number where
he could be reached.

Jack: Would you
cut it out, please.

Craig: I just
wanted you to know for your benefit.

Jack: Carly and
I will be just fine without your help, thank you.

Craig: Paul
Ryan is a termite, Jack. If he wants to he'll bore right into your family, and
all of a sudden there'll be splinters all around you.

Jack: The only
person responsible for chewing up your family was you, Craig. I'm not about to
make the same dumb mistake with Carly.

Lucy: But we've
come all the way from the states to look for her. If it could help us find where
she is --

Carly: Mr.
Putney, the last time I spoke with my sister, she said she was about to mail me
a letter. Now, I never received a letter, Mr. Putney. And I am terrified that
somebody intentionally prevented her from mailing it. I'm sorry. I'm just so
worried. I'm just worried.

[Carly sobs]

Paul: It's
okay. Thanks.

Carly: Thank
you.

Putney: Wait
here -- I'll be right back.

Paul: Rosanna
didn't call you and say that she wrote you a letter.

Carly: No
kidding. It worked, didn't it?

Lucy: For now.
Once he finds out you're lying to him, he's going to be pretty upset.

Lucy: I want to
be here when Mr. Putney comes back. Don't treat me like a child, please.

Paul: Okay, but
it'll only take a few seconds. Maybe we should stay on the safe side here.

Carly: She's
furious with me.

Paul: Why?

Carly: Because
I got Mr. Putney to go check Rosannaís room. She wanted to be the one to do that
so she could impress you.

Paul: Oh,
please --

Carly: And for
the record, when a teenager tells you not to treat them like a child, what
they're really trying to tell you is, "I'm a grown up."

Paul: Okay, I
can handle Lucy.

Carly: Just see
that you do, Lancelot.

Lucy: No
messages.

Putney: This is
everything retrieved from her room after she left.

Alison: The
only reason that Chris put down all of that money for the condo was because I
wanted it so bad. And it's like he didn't even have a choice. What am I supposed
to do now? Say, "sorry, honey, that you're entire life savings is gone?"

Susan: Chris
Hughes is a grown man. Of course he had a choice. You may have kicked and
screamed that you wanted that place, but you didn't hold a gun to the guy's
head.

Alison: Mom, I
have got to get his money back.

Susan: Alison,
have you heard a word I said?

Alison: No,
Mom, you don't get it. I have to get him his money back, or I'm going to lose
him.

Susan: I don't
believe that.

Alison: Mom, I
can't lose Chris. I can't even stand to think about it. So just please, will you
please just say that you'll give me the money! Please. I have to make this up to
him, please.

Chris: Susan,
you don't have to give Alison anything. I don't want her money.

Pilar: I was
afraid Katie might be making calls to people in that address book. I had to stop
her.

Katie: Why?

Pilar: I didn't
want her to contact the wrong person. I hate to have bothered you, Margo, but
I'm protecting my own life here.

Katie: I'll
bet. That R.C. was a real charmer.

Margo: Did this
R.C. have anything to do with stabbing, Pilar?

Pilar: No. I
told you, I never saw that person before.

Katie: Oh, and
Margoís just supposed to take that on faith? When I talked to the guy, he
thought I was Pilar. And you know what he said? That it would be dangerous for
us to meet. Why would it be dangerous, Mike?

Pilar: Mike --
you know everything that's happened to me. Please, don't let her turn you
against me. You're the only friend I have left.

Katie: See? The
sobbing, the trembling chin --

Mike: Stop it.

Katie: What's
the matter, Pilar, are you freaking out because I'm on to you?

Mike: Stop it!
She didn't do anything wrong, but you are really pushing it. All right, she's a
friend of mine and I'm sorry you don't like that, but she needs me. Especially
now.

Jack: Ever
occur to you that Paul Ryan couldn't touch you if you hadn't gone to that baby
broker in the first place, and lied to Rosanna about it?

Craig: No.
First of all, I didn't lie lie to Rosanna. Second of all, Paul Ryanís agenda
goes back to his mother. All right? And by the way, all I was tried to do was
make Rosanna happy. You ever try to make Carly happy?

Jack: Yeah. But
somehow it never involves black market baby brokers.

Craig: Paul
Ryan has had it in for me a long time. He knew Rosanna was my weakness. So he
wormed his way in -- so sensitive, so understanding. He knows your weakness now,
Jack. What do you think he could have against you? He's already worked Carly.
What's gonna happen when Carly gets upset with you? How do you think he's going
to play that?

Jack: I'm not
going to argue with you about Paul Ryan.

Craig: All
right, donít. Observe. Yes, hello, may I speak to Carly, please?

Jack: What the
hell are you doing, Craig?

Craig: I'm
calling your house. Oh, she's not? She did. Where? Oh, no, no message. Thank you
very much. There's a babysitter with Parker and Sage. She said Carly went out to
the movies. Alone.

Jack: So?

Craig: So, you
want to call it kismet, that Paul Ryan and your wife are both unreachable at the
same time?

Paul: This is
all Cabot Motors stuff. There's nothing in here that would tell us where Rosanna
is.

Lucy: Wait.
There's writing on the back.

Carly: It's
Rosannaís. There's a number and a name -- De Grassi.

Paul: That's
the guy she left here with.

Carly: Yes!

Lucy: That's a
Miami area code.

Carly: He's got
to be the world's dumbest kidnapper -- he gave her his phone number.

Paul: We don't
know that he's a kidnapper. All we know is that he was a thief.

Lucy: Yeah, but
why would Rosanna phone a thief? She would never leave with someone like that
unless he forced her.

Paul: We need
to find out if she called this number.

Carly: Hi, Mr.
Putney, you've been so helpful to us. I just wonder if you could do us one small
favor more.

Putney: That
depends.

Carly: Hotels
keep a record of phone calls made from each room, don't they? It would be so
helpful to us if we could have that list of calls only from Rosannaís room.

Carly: I am so
sorry to put you in such an awkward situation. It's just that nobody will help
me find my sister. You know, she was so fond of everybody here. Particularly
fond of a man named Ronald. She said that Ronald was really the main reason that
she came to this hotel whenever she came to St. Bartís. Do you know him? Maybe I
could speak with him?

Carly: That
phone log may be the only way to get the authorities to help Rosanna. Now of
course, I wouldn't want you to do anything that would get you into any kind of
trouble, especially now that I know it's you that Rosanna is so fond of.

Putney: I'll
get the records.

Paul: You are a
master.

Lucy: Let's
just hope it worked.

Alison: I don't
feel so good.

Chris: You want
to come back to my Mom's house with me?

Alison: Oh,
God, no. You should have seen the look on your Mom's face when I showed up here.
And she already thought I was some slutty little airhead that lost all your
money. Now she thinks I'm this drunk, slutty little airhead that lost all your
money.

Chris: You're
only part right.

Alison: What
part?

Chris: The
drunk part. But you didn't lose my money. Okay? I put the down payment on the
condo because I wanted to.

Alison: But I
begged you.

Chris: Yeah,
and I could have said no. And I could have had tom to check out the developer.
Hell, I could have done a hundred things, but I didnít. So stop beating yourself
up. I put myself in a bind.

Alison: Whoa.

Chris: Careful,
careful.

Alison: You're
awfully nice to me.

Chris: Well,
I'm a nice guy. And if you don't believe me, you can ask around.

Alison: I don't
think I need to.

Chris: Look,
Alison, the next time something goes wrong between you and I, come to me, don't
run to Aaron Snyder. Let me take you home.

Alison: I
promise that I will make up to you, but I've got to go to the lady's room.

Henry: What
happened -- you have to know that I would never give up Pilarís address book
without a fight, Katie.

Katie: Mike did
this?!

Henry: I
fighted him off as long as I could, but then he brought out the big guns, and I
just spilled.

Katie: What has
gotten into him? What has this girl done to him?!

Henry: She
brings out his inner animal, okay. Look, I'm sorry. I did everything I could.
I'm sorry I messed things up for you -- really.

Katie: Oh no,
it's okay, it was a bust anyway. That guy never showed up. And then Margo did.

Henry: What?
How did she know you were there?

Katie: I guess
R.C. must have called Pilar to confirm the meeting and she figured it out and
called Margo.

Henry: Oh, now
that's rotten luck.

Katie: Oh,
worse than rotten. Then Mike walks in mad as hell. And then Pilar comes in all
weepy and scared and I had to watch him walk away with her.

Henry: Oh,
well, you know -- maybe we should just call the whole thing off to be honest. I
think.

Katie: Henry.
Your bruise --

Henry: Yeah?

Katie: It's
running.

Henry: What?

Katie: It's
make-up. Oh, my God! You are worse than Pilar.

Henry: Okay,
all right.

Katie: Mike
didn't hit you at all, did he? You gave Mike the book.

Henry: No, no.
Okay. He didn't hit me. All right, all right. But someone had to put a stop to
this madness!

Mike: This
ought to warm you up.

Pilar: Thank
you. I've been meaning to ask you -- when did you start drinking herbal tea,
anyway?

Mike: Oh, I
donít. I can't stand it, I got it for --

Pilar: For
Katie. I'm sorry I got her sister involved. I was so frightened, Michael. I just
wanted Katie to leave me alone.

Mike: She got
the message this time.

Pilar: I hope
so.

Mike: I got a
question for you about that guy Katie called from your address book. He said you
calling him was dangerous? What's that mean? Who is this guy?

Pilar: Nobody.

Mike: Is he the
guy you're running from?

Pilar: No. He's
just somebody I used to work with. I told him about my situation, and I probably
shouldn't have because now it sounds like he's trying to protect me. I'm sure
that's the only reason he said that. Mike, you have to believe me.

Katie: I'm not
crazy, Henry.

Henry: Wait,
wait.

Katie: Pilar
was so scared that I would find out too much, that's why she called Margo. She
has an agenda. I'm not wrong about this.

Henry: Like you
were right about being better for Holden Snyder than his own wife? Like you were
right about making Simon into a family man? Come on.

Katie: I'm not
doing this to win mike back.

Henry: Good.
I'm glad. Because I saw him tonight and everything you're doing is making him
even more protective of the little Spanish songbird. Is that what you want?

Mike: How'd you
know Katie had your address book?

Pilar: It's
just that Katie was the only one here when I realized it was missing.

Mike: Okay, why
do you keep insisting on not going to the cops? I mean, they have experience
with this. They could give you a restraining order.

Pilar: A
restraining order is a piece of paper. Women get them and men kill them anyway.
It wouldn't have stopped this man.

Mike: You sure
know how to pick 'em.

Pilar: I picked
you. You're not a mistake. You're my friend.

Mike: Yeah, I
am your friend, okay? But I am not a sucker.

Pilar: Katie is
wrong. I don't want anything from you but your friendship.

Carly: Sage
should go down by 8:00, and Parker can stay up 'til 8:30 or so. I'm just gonna
be a few more hours. If anybody asks, tell them I'm at the movies. Well, tell
them I'm at that really long one about the ring. Okay, thanks. Mr. Putney, do
you think that we could hurry it up a little bit with the phone log?

Putney: I'm
having trouble accessing the records.

Lucy: Carly,
you should go back and be with your kids. I'll stay here with Paul.

Putney: I found
them!

Paul: Great.
Print them up and we'll get out of your way.

Putney: Right
away, sir.

Manager: Wha --
! Rosanna Cabot checked out days ago, didn't she?

Putney: Yes,
ma'am. But there's some concern of foul play and I was --

Manager: This
is highly irregular. Punch out. I'll deal with you in the morning.

Carly: Oh, oh
-- oh, please don't be too hard on Mr. Putney. He was just trying to help me
find my lost sister.

Manager: He was
violating a hotel guest's privacy. That is not the way we do things here.